"Deep in my Soul thy soft Reproaches steal, / And all thy Griefs redoubled there I feel; / Still round my Heart plays the same lambient Flame, / Each Wish, and every fond Desire the same."

— Lennox, née Ramsay, (Barbara) Charlotte (1730/1?-1804)


Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for, and sold by S. Paterson
Date
1747
Metaphor
"Deep in my Soul thy soft Reproaches steal, / And all thy Griefs redoubled there I feel; / Still round my Heart plays the same lambient Flame, / Each Wish, and every fond Desire the same."
Metaphor in Context
Deep in my Soul thy soft Reproaches steal,
And all thy Griefs redoubled there I feel;
Still round my Heart plays the same lambient Flame,
Each Wish, and every fond Desire the same.

Nor can thy Pen one piercing Woe reveal,
Which thy Ardelia does not equal feel.
Ah, dear Idea of my lovely Swain!
Ah, soft Remembrance of my former Pain!
Why to my anxious Breast do you return?
Why wake a Flame which must for ever burn?
Still shall that lovely Image charm my View,
And those dear Accents all my Grief renew:
Still must I love, tho' Honour Love deny,
And bids me from the dangerous Charmer fly.
Ah then how vain, how fruitless all my Care?
This welcome Absence, this confirm'd Despair?
(p. 75)
Categories
Provenance
ECCO-TCP
Citation
Only 1 entry in ESTC (1747).

Poems on Several Occasions. Written by a Young Lady. (London: Printed for, and sold by S. Paterson, 1747). <Link to ECCO-TCP>
Date of Entry
10/14/2013

The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.